I loved you.

I loved the way your eyes crinkled in the corners when you smiled.

No, not your fake smile, your genuine smile.

It’s so breathtaking that it feels as if flowers bloom for you.

I loved the way that you can talk about anything.

The amount of passion and excitement that fills your voice.

I could listen to it for days.

I loved the way your hand didn’t really fit in mine.

It reminded me of our imperfections and how we came to be one.

The comfort that radiated from you was welcoming.

I loved your drive, your determination.

When you wanted something you had your heart set on it.

Even though this often showed how stubborn you are.

I loved the way you managed to make me laugh.

Your mock disappointment when I didn’t get your jokes.

The small smile you’ll be fighting off when you hear me apologizing.

I loved the way you looked at me.

As if I was your own star on earth.

It made me feel special and I enjoyed it however much it embarrassed me.

I loved the way I felt around you.

It was as if my heart and my head were in a constant battle.

To freely fall or not?

I loved your height.

Even though you often complained about it.

I didn’t mind, I never will.

I loved the way you became my orbit.

It was magical yet terrifying.

I never knew I could care so much for one person.

I loved the way I loved you.

It was a blazing fire that burnt brightly.

Until I got too close and burnt myself.

Most of all, I loved the way you loved me.

You made me feel beautiful and pretty.

I would never admit it but my love for myself has sky rocketed since you showed me how to love myself.

I loved you for who you were and are.

So thank you for letting me see your smile and letting me in.